When I was in high school, there was this kid who used to play an invisible flute. One day, a bunch of us were walking behind him and...

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Today, I wanna talk a little about the series, Interspersions (particularly one work) because it's not a series that most people seem to...

I just can't release the topic of perfection!... Not yet. I wanna solve this debate. 1. Perfection is relative to personal experience....